| Through shattered glass there’s headlights
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| I swear I died and came back to life
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| Maybe as someone else
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| For better, for worse, I’m forever changed
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| Abandoned lives on stereo
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| Talking all night about what they know
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| But maybe this horror show
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| Advice is the price that the people pay
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| Through shattered glass I see it coming
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| I can’t hold back, my body’s aching
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| For this
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| For this
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| You ain’t got no right, you ain’t got no right
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| You are not my saviour
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| Wake me up tonight, wake me up tonight
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| Baby I’m in danger
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| You are not my ride, you are not my ride
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| I won’t go gently
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| I don’t like you, I don’t want to
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| I’ll remind you
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| You won’t win this fight, you won’t win this fight
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| I’m the wrong girl on the wrong night
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| Visions haunt my mind, visions haunt my mind
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| Wild dreams or an omen?
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| You ain’t got no right, you ain’t got no right
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| So don’t coming knocking with your night moves
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| My resistance is your weakness
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| Vibrations soar through my bones
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| Am I a bird now? |
| Am I atoned?
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| Maybe. |
| Or something else
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| The purr of the flames, I can’t get away
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| Unnatural world with no echo
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| Have I become immaterial?
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| Maybe. |
| My blood still flows
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| For better, for worse I’m forever changed
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| Don’t coming knocking with your night moves
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| My resistance is your weakness |